Fang Han had long been deducing "Xiang Yizhen's" aura and the location of his true body, preparing to gather his entire body's power to kill him with a single punch.
Right now, although he could not utilize his thirty-three times battle power, after a bout of condensation, the three hundred thousand streaks of Golden Immortal laws within his body had gathered and transformed into fifty thousand streaks. Their thickness had increased sixfold, and with his power condensed, a single killing punch was fully capable of directly killing any Golden Immortal.
Against a perverted expert like "Xiang Yizhen," although Fang Han could not guarantee a bare-handed one-punch kill, as long as it solidly hit the mark, the opponent would definitely lose the greater half of his life.
Fang Han's punch was as fierce and mighty as a heavenly god descending to the mortal realm, as vast as the heavens. All the radiance of the high-grade immortal weapon, the Golden Gate Miluo Palace, was instantly extinguished. It stopped rotating and seemed to turn into stone, falling out of thin air.
That "Xiang Yizhen's" body also shifted, seemingly losing its center of gravity.
"Hmm?"
"Xiang Yizhen" also seemed not to have expected Fang Han's punch to have such imposing might. However, he was not an ordinary Golden Immortal after all. A cruel smile flashed across his face, and his pale skin became even more flawlessly white.
And his pair of eyes, profound and brimming with wisdom, flashed slightly. The dark night descended, dragging people into the darkness, sinking into eternal ruin for all ages.
His hands intertwined to form several pitch-black runic characters. Subsequently, the runic characters expanded, transforming into the darkness of the eternal night.
Fang Han's punch struck into the darkness, like a clay ox entering the sea. It was actually profoundly neutralized by him.
"Night Emperor Divine Fist!"
Fang Han was shocked in his heart. He recognized it. This was a divine fist left behind by an absolute major figure from the primeval era of the Heaven Realm. In his hands, he had the king-grade immortal pill, the Myriad Hearts Night Emperor Pill, which was rumored to be an ordinary pill from a mysterious sect, the Night Emperor Sect. That Night Emperor Sect had long since vanished into the history of the Heaven Realm, and he didn't expect it to actually appear here.
That Night Emperor was of Heavenly Monarch cultivation, but did not enter the Heavenly Court, and was later rumored to have fallen. The Night Emperor Sect also vanished without a trace. These were all matters from the primeval years, over a hundred million Heaven Realm years ago.
Suddenly, Fang Han remembered that the Myriad Hearts Night Emperor Pill in his hands, as that "Atmosphere Sect" had said, was sold to them by the Yuhua Sect disciple Xiang Yizhen. And Xiang Yizhen had sold over a hundred pills at once, exceedingly wealthy and imposing.
He hadn't paid attention to it at the time.
Only now, abruptly seeing the "Night Emperor Divine Fist," did he remember it.
"Could it be that he is the inheritor of the Night Emperor? Or even the reincarnation of the Night Emperor? But that's impossible. If the Night Emperor reincarnated, he would absolutely not be this weak; his cultivation would definitely be boundlessly tyrannical. Or perhaps the reincarnation of a tyrannical disciple of the Night Emperor?"
Fang Han's punch sank into the darkness. The opponent was the emperor who subjugated the dark night, forever hidden within the endless void, where no one could ever harm him again.
"The dark night is long, but there is always light. I am that eternal radiance that shatters the darkness. Tear apart for me! Whatever Night Emperor Divine Fist, all of you go die for me!"
Fang Han gave a jolt. All the divine kingdom crystals throughout his body suddenly erupted with the radiance of hundreds of billions of stars, converging together to form supreme brightness, piercing the darkness, causing heaven and earth to return once again to a world of light.
"Pop!"
His fist shattered the dark runic characters and battered toward Xiang Yizhen's head once again.
Xiang Yizhen's body rapidly retreated. Facing Fang Han, who was like the great sun of the Heaven Realm, he also had to avoid his sharp edge. Fang Han had consecutive fused the power of the three Dragon Race peerless Golden Immortals, Ao Shizun, Ao Shitu, and Ao Shilie. Now completely erupting forth, the power of the Eight Buddha Pagoda within his body rotated completely, vast and mighty, merging into the many divine kingdoms of his body. Within each divine kingdom crystal, an additional giant dragon appeared—golden giant dragons, hundreds of millions in number, rolling and violently shaking within his body.
At the same time, within Fang Han's fist, that character "Zhi" (Supreme) was faintly contained within it.
Originally, the character "Zhi" was hidden within the Thirty-Three Heavens supreme treasure. Mutually nurturing each other, the power grew greater and greater. Fang Han also gradually came to understand some of the profound mysteries of that supreme Dao technique of the ancient Heavenly Court commanding myriad dharmas, the "Supreme Heaven Supreme Holy High Emperor God Reining True Method."
"Bang!"
Xiang Yizhen finally had nowhere left to retreat and was forced to a dead end by Fang Han.
His gaze abruptly flared with intense black light, like the Night Emperor descending. Above his head appeared a massive black sun, flowing endlessly. It mutually verified with the great sun of the Heaven Realm in the sky, one black and one red. Between heaven and earth, it was fleetingly pitch-black, and fleetingly broad daylight.
"No one has ever been able to push me to such an extent! But it stops right here!"
Xiang Yizhen's hands formed a seal once again, like embracing a full moon, and struck forward. A thousand mountains and ten thousand rivers, the changing of the vast seas into mulberry fields, the alternations of day and night, the rumblings of myriad realms were all within it. The black great sun charged into the horizon, combining with the true great sun of the Heaven Realm, and a ring of black light instantly appeared in the sky!
"Black Sun Shining Heavens! Ancient anomalous vision!" Many of the core seed disciples were shocked, "Rumor has it that in the primeval era, the Heavenly Court gained control of the great sun of the Heaven Realm, and when the Night Emperor cultivated, he would often use a black sun to obscure the heavens, forcing the Heavenly Court to go encircle and annihilate the Night Emperor Sect."
"Now, Xiang Yizhen has once again displayed the bearing of the Night Emperor."
"Could it be that he is truly the rumored reincarnation of the Night Emperor?"
"Impossible. If a major figure like the Night Emperor reincarnated, he would definitely be taken away by the Heavenly Court. How could the Heavenly Court allow the reincarnation of a Heavenly Monarch level figure to remain in the Yuhua Sect?"
"Even if he is not the reincarnation of the Night Emperor, Senior Brother Xiang Yizhen definitely cannot be unlinked from the Night Emperor. But that Feng Yuan can actually clash with him head-on; just what background does he have?"
Countless disciples were astounded.
Especially "Gu Changfeng" within the Core Hall was also secretly alarmed. He originally looked down on "Feng Yuan," but nobody could have imagined that the ferocity of this "Feng Yuan" was actually incomparable.
"No one has forced you to such a state until now? I shall be the first! Beating you to the point that you won't dare to be arrogant anymore. Disband whatever Only True Sect you have. Do you think you are the Only True God? Even the true Night Emperor back then was suppressed by the Creation Immortal King of the Heavenly Court!" Fang Han's divine sense transmitted. Facing the opponent's anomalous vision of the "Black Sun Obscuring Heavens," his radiance became even more resplendent. It seemed as if all the divine kingdom crystals throughout his body were trembling, generating a resonance with heaven and earth.
His punch collided with Xiang Yizhen's hands. Boundless crystals exploded open. The entire space was completely filled with pitch-black flames rolling and burning. That pitch-black great sun shattered at once, and the anomalous vision vanished.
However, Xiang Yizhen did not fall into disadvantage in the slightest. At the instant the black great sun shattered, the white clothes around his body fluttered noisily. His hands once again formed a grand boundary, shrouding downwards, an even more sinister smile appearing on his face.
"Feng Yuan, you are very strong, truly very strong. You actually shattered my anomalous vision of the Black Sun Obscuring Heavens. But it stops right here. I will let you know what death is! Eternal seal, Night Emperor Mandala Grand Boundary!"
"Buzz!"
That massive boundary swept over, the darkness like a tide. Only Xiang Yizhen, clad entirely in white, stood tall in the darkness, controlling the darkness. A grand boundary formed by countless enormous seals descended, encompassing all of Fang Han's radiance within it.
"This Xiang Yizhen is actually this powerful. Without exerting my thirty-three times battle power, it is indeed impossible to defeat him. However, this whatever Night Emperor Mandala Grand Boundary currently simply cannot trap me either. Watch my Dao of Termination!" Fang Han plunged into darkness once again, but there wasn't the slightest bit of panic in his heart. Within his body, the divine kingdoms transformed. The radiance of dusk bloomed from every crystal divine kingdom! He struck out the light of the Dusk of the Gods within the darkness.
Since the Termination Holy King vanished, this light of the Dusk of the Gods had never appeared again, and not many people in the Heaven Realm recognized it. Let alone the fact that when Fang Han struck out this divine ability, he combined it with the sorcery of the three Sorcery characters.
With this combination, it possessed both the sorcery profundities of the previous epoch and the brilliance of the Dusk of the Gods.
The light belonged to the most solemn, the most brilliant, the most tragic dusk; it was the curtain fall of hope, the final terminal lucidity. And sorcery was the final memory left behind from the previous epoch. The two combined, mutually assisting each other, striking out the most gloriously brilliant blow.
Screech!
The solemn light of dusk pierced through the Night Emperor Grand Boundary.
Like a divine dragon breaking through its seal, Fang Han rushed out from the boundary in a flash. His body moved, transforming into five phantom shadows, striking down at Xiang Yizhen once again.
"What Dao technique is this, what radiance is this, solemn and brilliant!" An expression of utter disbelief appeared on Xiang Yizhen's face. He could never have imagined that his grand boundary would actually be broken in this manner. There had never been a kind of light capable of covering up the darkness of the Night Emperor; any brightness was meant to be swallowed by the Night Emperor. But now, there was actually the brilliant light of dusk breaking through the Night Emperor seal and soaring out.
Swish, swish, swish!
His body actually illusorily transformed into seven figures at once, striking out seven times battle power!
"Night Emperor Endless! Seven Kills!"
"To actually be able to strike out seven times battle power is truly horrifying! For an ordinary genius, being able to strike out three to five times battle power is already world-shocking. Seven times battle power is already enough to shock eternity."
"Xiang Yizhen possesses such divine abilities!"
"Who will win, who will lose?"
Countless intents intertwined in an instant.
These core disciples all understood that the exchange between "Feng Yuan" and Xiang Yizhen would decide victory and defeat in a split second.
Rumble!
The storm of darkness, the brilliance of dusk, swept through everything, sweeping across a full kingdom of over ten billion miles. Fang Han leaped up from within it, standing upon his own dwelling Jiangshen Peak. In his palm appeared a dusk-like golden sphere, enveloping those seven or eight disciples, including Senior Brother Liao, all huddled together.
And Xiang Yizhen's face was cold and ruthless. The Golden Gate Miluo Palace had been retracted into his palm. His gaze was dark and gloomy, traces of killing intent spraying from his mouth: "Very well. To think you actually practiced to completion such a kind of radiance. It seems in the future, I will have one more enemy. For my Only True Sect to unify the core disciples of the entire Yuhua Sect, there is an additional layer of obstruction. But the more obstructions there are, the better it is for me. The more challenging it is. I still have one divine ability left unperfected, and am right at the critical juncture of cultivation. Hmph! Wait a few months later, I will definitely make your soul perish at the ends of the earth. Buried right here. You only have a few months of time left to live, cherish well the final few months of your life!"
As he spoke, Xiang Yizhen's body moved and disappeared without a trace.